When Beard saw the shotgun, he suddenly had an impulse, and he had the urge to crouch down and grab the gun.

When I saw this, I stopped him in time, and I waved at him, which means, wait. This kind of communication between the two of us was done completely in silence, and the dumb voice was completely unaware.

He crawled forward with great difficulty, then stopped, and looked around.

My beard and I stood against the wall of the grave, not noticeable for a moment, and my dumb voice didn't notice either of us. In addition, it is too dim and dark compared to the outside world.

He scolded in a dumb voice and said to his accomplice, "Damn, nothing." ”

Someone from the accomplice outside immediately responded, saying duck, take a good look, there was indeed a strange sound in this grave just now.

I guess that's the nickname for the dumb voice. The dumb voice was urged by his companion to do this, and he raised his head again.

I took the scale, and I seized the opportunity to lean down suddenly.

I covered my mouth tightly with one hand, and with the index finger of my other hand, I aimed it at my temple, and poked it lightly and heavily.

I did this, I must be merciful, otherwise the dumb voice will die immediately.

And at this moment, he is also not much better. He rolled his eyes, trying to scream but couldn't.

The beard silently leaned over to snatch the shotgun in his hand, but his dumb voice was quite smart, and he clung to the shotgun tightly for a while and did not let go.

After a few attempts at the beard, he finally lost his temper and slapped the back of the dumb neck.

Although this palm is not as powerful as my point, the power is not small, plus the beard is a pure mending gun, the dumb voice can't bear it at all, and the body is weak.

Beard snatched the shotgun into his hand without much effort.

Beard fiddled with the gun a few times at once, and he grinned. I don't have that much time, I looked at the dumb voice, and said in my heart that he is so motionless, he can't keep blocking the dog hole, right? Otherwise, it would soon be noticed by his accomplices.

I tugged at my dumb shoulders again, shaking his body and pulling him inside.

At first glance, the dumb voice looks like he has wriggled his body in.

When I was done with all this, Beard came up to me, and he held up his shotgun and whispered to me, "What's next?" Do you want me to kill them and pop them all out with a shotgun? ”

I said in my heart forget it, this dog hole was originally not big for a beard, once he went out, he got stuck in halfway, how could he shoot, and in turn he was easily beaten by a group of dumb accomplices at that time.

I asked the beard to wait a little longer, and also emphasized one word to him, catch the turtle in the urn.

The beard blinked and asked me, "Are we the turtles?" ”

I wanted to smoke him, and I said in my heart that he didn't grow the enemy's ambition and destroy his own prestige? I didn't bother to explain more, and then told Beard that he would just listen to my orders later.

The beard is stuffy and does not speak. This went on for half a minute, and the accomplices outside couldn't wait, because there was no movement in the tomb.

One of his accomplices yelled at the grave, "Duck, damn it, what the are you doing, reply." ”

I made up my mind to keep quiet, and I wanted to bring in a few more people like this. I also told the beard what it meant.

Beard had another idea, and he laughed evilly. Then the beard put the shotgun on his back, stretched out his left hand and clenched it into a fist, and used his right hand to the back of his left hand, rhythmically and quickly slapping it.

I heard the snapping sound, and the beard and mouth were not idle, and Eun Ahhhh

I wasn't that stupid either, and I immediately thought of doing that. In addition, I suddenly understood the intention of the beard, and I said in my heart that this man is really bad and bad. But he does it, and I like it......

Several accomplices outside the grave, after hearing this voice, they also misunderstood, and one of the accomplices cursed, and shouted and asked, "Duck, there are beautiful women hidden in this grave?" Or is there some kind of corpse? ”

Another accomplice answered, "Damn, the ducks are all done, what else do you ask, there must be something good!" ”

The beard echoed, and deliberately screamed happily.

These accomplices are definitely well-limbed and simple-minded, they don't think much about it anymore, and they hula all hula hula huddled in front of the dog hole.

They also competed, and they all wanted to get into the dog hole first.

I waited again by the dog's hole, and they soon came up with a result, and one of them threw the shotgun in first, and then he scrambled in.

I looked at the shotgun and whistled with satisfaction. I said in my heart, I and the beard each have a gun.

You're welcome, and immediately picked up the shotgun.

And this guy who drilled the dog hole didn't react at all, and even in this dark environment, he treated me like a duck.

He also said to me, "Fuck you, come and help Lao Tzu, this hole is too small and too difficult to climb." ”

I thought about it for a while, shrugged helplessly, and put aside his swearing first.

I deliberately held on to this thing until he was completely pulled into the hole. I leaned into his ear and said, "Fool, I'm **** mother, and the whole **** family, and I don't give money!" ”

The accomplice was visibly agitated, and I gave him no more chance, and poked him in the temple again.

I found that there were little people doing technical guidance in my brain, and I used the point to stun a person, which was too easy.

Basically, the moment I poked him, he went limp, and he lay straight into my arms.

I held him again and placed him in a random clearing. After that, I raised my shotgun, and after a few fiddling sessions, I carried it on my back as well.

There were also dumb-voiced accomplices outside, and they took advantage of the time to ask, "What's going on inside?" ”

The beard continued to slap the back of his hand, and I learned a little bit, like the beard, and slapped the back of my hand, and even hummed twice in harmony with the beard.

I'll admit that I tried my best, but I wasn't as professional as my beard.

This created a false impression for the men outside, who thought that not only the ducks, but even the accomplices who had just come in were attracted by the corpses and started to do it together.

The accomplices outside were even crazier, yelling and drilling in together.

I'll wait for the "Eight Kings", and when one comes in, I'll sneak up on their temples......

In the end, there were five men lying side by side in the grave, except for me and Beard.

Beard squatted in front of the five men, smoking cigarettes that had been turned out of them. The beard turned his head and asked me, "What do you do?" These five men usually do a lot of evil, especially molesting women of good families, and ask me to say that I strangled them all to death with my trouser belt. ”

The little ones in my head have similar thoughts, but I think it's better for us to kill less, especially since we have had a disgraceful past and have been reformed, so now no matter what the situation, we have to put down the butcher's knife.

Of course, I also understand that if I don't punish these five people, I can't give an account of me and my beard.

I thought about it and had a plan. I took off all five of their pants and tore them into strips of cloth to make ropes.

I tied their hands and feet with ropes. And I and Beard worked together to make them all finally bow down in front of the pile of bones.

I said in my heart that the descendants of this corpse must be the villagers of Yicun, and the current situation of Yicun is the result of these people's evil, and they bowed to the old-timers of Yicun, which is also considered to be atonement.

Beard also recognized my approach, and he also praised it specifically, "Gao Ming! ”

After that, the danger had passed, and peace had returned to the grave.

I took advantage of the air to get out and deal with the vicinity of the dog hole and around the grave, especially the footprints.

I didn't want outsiders to see anything, and when I got in again, I sat next to my beard in the corner of the grave.

Beard wasn't sleeping, firstly because he had a cigarette to refresh himself, and secondly, he took out his phone from the five people.

He looked very curious and fiddled with the mobile phones of the five people in turn. Some phones have passwords, so Beard uses the person's fingerprint to try them one by one.

I found it easy to find the password, and I finally cracked it.

In these mobile phones, there are all kinds of messy things, some people have taken some videos of doing that, and some people have made some stand-alone games in their mobile phones, such as fighting landlords and the like.

And the most ruthless mobile phone, there is a mobile game in it. Think about it, Yicun is very remote here, and there is no Internet, I suspect that the owner of this mobile phone is very addicted, and he has been playing mobile games with traffic.

I didn't know much about mobile games, but I was able to fiddle with my beard, and finally logged into my account.

Beard studied it for a while, and then said to me, "Damn, this thing is still a ruthless character in the game." ”

I hummed casually, still not very interested. But his beard was stronger, and he had a bad stomach again.

He sold all the equipment for the game account and went into a public chat room, where he shouted in front of all the other players online.

Then he said, "I" am a pervert, "I" am not a fucking human, "I" raped a sow as a child, had a crush on a cockroach when I grew up, and even wrote love letters to a hippopotamus.

"I" peeked at my friend changing his underwear, used a magnifying glass to narcissistically study his own Tintin, "I" also swam in the septic tank, touched myself in the trash can and was self-absorbed, and so on.

At this time, the public chat room was originally very calm, and the online players were sleepy and listless, but when the beard scolded like this, these people were boiling overall.

Beard was also very happy because of this, laughing.

And when I learned what Beard had done, I took a sympathetic look and looked at one of the men who was prostrating.

I said to myself that he had better not wake up, or I suspect he will pass out again when he learns about the game account.

In this way, I stayed up with my beard for a while. Suddenly, my phone rang.

I thought of the big mouth, and quickly took out my phone and looked at it. But it's a strange number, and I don't even know it.

I frowned, and when Beard saw my move, he stared at my phone as well.

He, like me, was a little confused. He also muttered, "Wrong call? ”

I shook my head, and I didn't think it was that simple.

I eased my mood and pressed the answer button again......